#life after beth fan fic

[luveline]

hi! i know ur not from the us so pls feel free to ignore this but i think a kbd fic where steve and the girls are doing sparklers for the fourth of july would be so cute! absolutely adore everything u post 🫶🏻

thank u!! sorry i know it isn't the fourth anymore bit I hope u enjoy regardless!! kbd —dad!steve and mom!reader show their daughters how to use sparklers for the first time, 2k

Steve isn't a huge fan of fireworks because of how dangerous they can be, but sparklers are just fine in his book. He buys a box of thirty. The girls can do ten each if they feel like it, though he knows Dove won't be interested, and he guesses Bethie will be too scared to hold them. 

Still, he hopes. You're hosting a banquet of food when he arrives, a mixture of things you made and stuff he prepared yesterday. It's a feast of hotdogs and burgers, cupcakes and donuts, macaroni and cheese and chilli with white rice. The table is crammed with plates and the radio is on, playing fun pop music a little too loudly for Dove's taste, her hands over her ears.

You turn down the radio, and ask her where she sits on your hip, "Is that better, sweetheart?" 

"Hey," he says, putting the box of sparklers on the counter. 

"Hey, Stevie," you say, in a rare tone. You always talk to him with love but he adores how you say his name now, like you've never been happier to see him in your entire life. "They had some?"

"Lucky, right? Guess I'm not the only schmuck who forgot to buy some." 

Avery rushes for his legs, a chocolate donut in one hand and a cup of juice in the other. Despite her luggage, she expects to be picked up. Steve grabs her. 

"You're cold, dad," she says. 

"Really? It's not cold out," he says. 

"You need something to warm you up." 

Steve raises his eyebrows. "Sure I do. Give me a hug, but don't get icing in my hair, please." 

Avery hugs him, sticky cheek pressing into his as her arms strain around him. He pats her back, meeting your eyes and returning your happy smile. Steve turns on the spot to see Bethie practically elbow deep in a bowl of chilli. She loves anything that comes with rice, and she eats it like someone's going to take it away from her, chilli staining her lips and cheeks, a grain of rice stuck to her chin.

"Did you get a photo of that?" he asks. 

"Of course I did," you laugh, putting Dove down to brace yourself against the counter. You stretch your neck in a tight circle. 

"Thank you. Beth, that looks so nice! Are you saving any for me?" 

"No!" she says happily, smiling wide as an ocean. 

"Good girl. Alright, you tell me when you're finished, I have something fun for after dinner." 

Dinner gets put on pause. You wipe Bethie's face clean, giggling the whole time and telling her how cute she is in your saccharine mommy voice that melts her, "We should have that more often, huh?" It's always a good day when Bethie eats well.

Steve helps Avery put her shoes on and together they step out into the backyard. It's small considering the house is a four bedroom, but maybe that's why you'd been able to afford it in the first place. You work with what space you have. There's a light wood fence, the perimeter half lined by pansies and the other side with a slim shed full of their bikes and scooters and a small bed where the girls attempted to grow strawberries last year. They didn't take, but Steve has hope for this summer. 

The yard is clean though slightly neglected, and Steve has to work spider duty before Avery will agree to step off of the doorjam. You follow soon, Dove at your shins, Bethie cautious as she steps out in her socks behind you.

"Where's your shoes?" Steve asks her. 

"I told her she didn't have to wear them," you say. "She says they're pinching her toes." 

Steve had Beth's feet measured specifically to avoid that. He assumes it isn't pinching so much as not wanting to wear them. He shrugs. "Okay. Stay on the stones then, Beth, I don't know what's in the grass. You might step on a snail." 

"Ew," she says, sitting down in the doorway.

Steve lights a sparkler for no one first of all, wondering how each girl will react. He hands it to you as the sparks jump to life, white and bright in the shade of the garden, the shadow of their house. You wave it around gently, but when each of your daughters gasps in unhappy shock, you hold your hand under the sparkler and let a spark kiss your palm. 

"They aren't dangerous," you promise. You wave it into a heart, a star, the letter A. "Does anyone wanna try?" 

"Me!" Avery shouts, holding out her hand. The sparkler burns remarkably quickly down to the stem.

"Dad will give you a new one. Hey, baby?" you put the sparkler down on the glass patio table as it sputters out. "Don't you have those gardening gloves?" 

Soon, Steve's outfitted each girl in a glove too big for their hand. He passes Avery a sparkler, and her bravery and subsequent joy prompts some jealousy in Bethie, fighting her fear to take one too. You crouch down to stand with her as she waves it around, her eyes like saucers as white sparks fly. 

"It's so pretty!" you say. 

Dove is interested, but not in holding one. Steve picks her up and lights a sparkler, raising it away from her curious hands to draw her name. Avery squeaks with happiness and proclaims it as magic. "Dad, I'm a fairy!" 

"I can see! Try not to put it by your hair, okay?" 

She squeals some more until it dies in her hand. "Can I have another one?" 

"Ooh," you coo, watching with pride as Bethie draws a circle with hers, "my girl's brave today, I'm super proud of you. Isn't this fun?"

Steve lights another one for Avery and gives Dove a loving kiss, thrilled to see them all this happy. He's really surprised Bethie's enjoying herself, but he supposes it would be hard for her to have a bad time with your hands on her shoulders, your encouragement soft and shining as angora silk. 

They must use up four or five each like that. 

"Daddy," Dove says, imploring as she touches his face. 

"What?" he asks, thinking of tacking 'my little princess' on the end but withholding. Lately every sentence he says has a pet name squeezed in the middle. He has a lot of love to give. 

She looks at him. He pats her small back, wondering if she's going to bless him with a sentence or two. She's old enough now to be talking, but she's quiet like Bethie most of the time. Or, she's not talkative —Dove is far from quiet. 

"Hotdog, please."

Steve laughs loudly. "You want me to make you a hotdog?" 

"And ketchup." 

"Yeah, I can make you a hotdog. You don't want to stay for another sparkler?" he asks. 

"No." 

He laughs again, pressing another kiss overtop the first one he'd laid on her chubby cheek. "Thank you for saying please, sweetheart. You're such a good girl." 

"Can I have a hotdog, too?" Avery asks.

"Sure you can, whatever you want. Beth? Mom?" 

You've sat down on the floor. You're probably cold, but your smile would never show it. "I think me and Bethie are going to have another helping of chilli and rice, aren't we?" you ask hopefully. 

Bethie's sparkler fizzles out. "Can we do more sparklers again?" 

"Yeah. Tell you what, let's go back inside for food and when everyone's full, we'll come outside and do some more before bed. Sound good?" 

The girls head inside, and Steve makes some hotdogs on the stove. Dove falls asleep with a bun in her hand, Bethie with her cheeks painted in sauce. Avery doesn't tire so easily, and while the others sleep, you and Steve take her out to the back door to light another sparkler. You write your names, you draw clumsy constellations. Steve writes 'I love

Avery,' grinning as she sounds out each letter. 

Avery relishes in the delight of having your unfettered attention. She stays up for hours after her sisters with you and Steve, long enough to watch stray fireworks shoot up into the sky over your backyard, her head on your shoulder, her hand in Steve's hand. 

"This is the best day ever," she says. 

Steve wants to cry. Genuinely. He meets your eyes over Avery's head, and you shuffle closer to her without speaking, enveloping her in a hug from either side. 

"Every day is the best day ever with you around, Ave," Steve says. 

"The best. Me and dad tried some fireworks, when you weren't born." Steve and Avery look at you with mirrored interest. He doesn't remember what story you're going to tell. "You would've been very small in me at the time," you say, looking up as a pink and white firework blossoms across the night sky like a peony. "Like a strawberry seed. We… didn't know you were coming. I knew. I knew, but I didn't know. I could feel you right here," —you point at your stomach— "but I had no idea what you were going to be." 

"Hey, you're right," Steve says. He forgets you were pregnant before you knew it. 

"But me and dad lived together already," you say. "We were always going to get married and have babies and stuff, but you came really quickly. You were excited." 

Steve grins. Avery hangs on your every word. 

"But anyway, me and dad lived together. Not here, but somewhere, and we didn't have a yard but there was a little patch of grass and we figured we'd buy some, but he burned a stripe of my arm hair off by accident with a long lighter, and the we didn't have a fence to nail the Catherine wheel down, and he accidentally dropped the firecracker box on the way home so it didn't work anymore, and the rockets wouldn't light." 

"Oh, no," Avery says. "You didn't have any fireworks?" 

"None. But we had a pack of sparklers. We did it just like we did with you. I wrote 'I love Stevie' in big letters, and your dad tried to hug me and jabbed me in the stomach with his burned up one." 

"Your hoodie," Steve remembers finally. "Your white hoodie, I bought it for you the week before at the mall after you threw up in Dairy Queen. I remember." 

"I had it for a week, and he got this huge ash smudge on it." 

"But you wouldn't let me wash it with bleach." 

You give Avery a kiss on the top of her head. "I wanted to remember how happy we were. I thought the smudge was a nice reminder. Turns out I got much more than a smudge." 

"You got me," Avery decodes.

"We got you," you say. "You're a thousand different things, Avery. You're smart, and kind, and pretty, and you're also a really good reminder that your dad loves me." 

"Do you need a reminder?" Steve asks, genuinely worried, and kind of in awe. How you can sit there and say something that romantic off the cuff is beyond him. He really might cry soon. 

"No," you say smugly. "You tell me all the time." 

Not enough, he decides. After this, he'll be sure to tell you more. 

Steve falls in love with you for the thousandth time.

"What I'm trying to tell you, Ave, is that dad is right. Every day with you in it is a really good day. I love you so much," you start to fizzle, which is to say your voice gets tight. You won't cry, but Steve teeters. "I'm really, really happy you had the best day ever, 'cos you make every day the best for dad and your sisters and me." 

"Really?" Avery asks softly. 

"Really," Steve says, rubbing the space between her shoulders. 

A rocket squeals into the air and fractures into a ring of spectral colours. 

Avery climbs onto her feet, and, torn between who to hug, wraps an arm around both of your necks. 

Steve wraps his arms around you both, squeezing your hip. He's gotten used to being loved, to feeling it, but tonight might be an all time high. Sparklers become a Harrington tradition that year. 

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Masterlist🤝

Pretty much just woso x reader fics. I might write for criminal minds or marvel (women)

Who I write for!

NSFW alphabet (18+):

Prompts

Alessia Russo: All letters

Alexia Putellas: All letters

Lucy Bronze: All letters

Bottom!Leah Williamson: All letters

Top!Leah Williamson: All letters

Ona Battle: (almost) All letters

Maria Leon: (almost) All letters

Leah Williamson🫶🏻

Tension (18+)

Reader is questioning her sexual identity, Leah’s there to help.

Loving you is all I need

Leah and reader get stuck in an elevator after a fight

Now that we don't talk

Based on 'Now that we don't talk' by Taylor Swift

Forgive me

Leah lashes out on reader and then tries to apologize (18+)

Making up

They say best sex is make up sex? They are absolutely right (18+)

Lucy Bronze😋

Looking like a winner (18+)

Lucy is exited after winning the euros

Mastermind

You ended up in the same room with Lucy. Was it a coincidence after all?

Mastermind part 2 (18+)

Lucy takes you home and fucks you.

Mastermind part 3

The aftermath

Weddings and heartbreaks

R fell in love with the wrong person

I am beautiful

Reader is really insecure about how they look because they’ve gained weight after Ed recovery and they don’t feel good enough for Lucy but Lucy shows reader how much she loves her.

Alexia Putellas

Don't care about them

Reader has gotten mean comments on her social media after her relationship with Alexia came public.

Stay and wait (18+)

Reader allowed Lucy to flirt with her. Alexia didn't appreciate that at all.

I miss you, I'm sorry

Your and ale's relationship and how it came to its end.

Katie McCabe

I can cheer you up (18+)

Reader doesn't get invited when all her friends are going out and she's sad about it. Katie wants to cheer her up.

Vivianne Midema x Beth Mead

The ups and downs

The life after their ACL injuries.

Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo

Two idiots in love (with sex) (18+)

I wanted to write smut so Leah and Alessia it is. This is literally just smut with a little bit of plot.

Leah Williamson x Katie McCabe x reader

Making up part 2 +18

Just smut.

Lionesses x reader

Emotional support water bottle

R has a very important water bottle (blurb)

Big bad flight

R is scared of flying (blurb)

Game day shenanigans

R gets tackled and Lucy isn't happy about it

Overwhelmed

Someone gets a bit too handsy during a fan meeting.

Rise and shine

Reader being hangover

Sickness and Cuddles

Reader is sick and lionesses help

Arsenal x reader

Your worst enemy

Reader is suffering with depression and doesn’t want her teammates to know

Your worst enemy part 2

Reader getting better with the team by her side

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->Bold Italics in blue represent what fic is coming next

->Bold italics in purple represent what fic im currently writing

->The writing in pink is a summary of the fic above it.

-> Fics with a ✅ mean it’s completed

-> Did it have to be her? - Laura Wienroither

Laura likes you, but you’re oblivious and can’t see. Your teammates all try their best to help.

->Argument - Katie McCabe

The aftermath of an argument with Katie

-> Older - Kim Little

Kim thinks you’re joking when you tell her you like her. Now you have to try your best to show her you really do.

-> A long time - Leah Williamson (18+)

You’ve missed Leah and when you see her again, it doesn’t end how you thought it would.

-> More - Leah Williamson (18+)

Leah thinks you can go past your limits, and she’s right.

-> No kids - Mini Williamson

Leah surprises you with a kid free day

-> Ibiza - Alessia Russo

You meet your soulmate when you least expect it, in the most unexpected place, Ibiza.

-> Scrunchies - Emily Fox

You’d given full responsibility of your scrunchies to Emily and she looks after them with her life, but what happens when Emily loses one of them?

-> How you met - Emily Fox ✅

emily explains explain how you both met

-> Giving it away - Jessie Fleming ✅

You and Jessie have hid your relationship for a while, but will it all get revealed when your sister and Jessie get in a heated tackle?

-> Protective or what? - Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo x reader

You’re a bodyguard for one of the world biggest singers and your girlfriends still can’t get over you in your uniform

-> Full work mode - Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo x reader ✅

Your girlfriends see you in full work mode for the first time

->Compete - Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo x reader

You and Leah compete to see whose better in bed

-> This wasn’t planned - USWNT ✅

You fall pregnant very unexpectedly and feel like you’re falling but you have the best teammates to pick you up

-> First days - Matilda’s ✅

Your first few days as a mother were harder than you expected but you have the best people around you to help.

-> Double trouble - Katrina Gorry ✅

You and Katrina get very unexpected news

-> Nose bleed - Katie McCabe x Caitlin foord x reader

You get a ball to the face during a game and it’s ends up being bloody chaos

-> First Christmas - Leah Williamson ✅

You and Leah Celebrate your baby’s first Christmas

-> Familiarity - Lia Wälti ✅

Lia takes you to Switzerland for Christmas and there’s a sense of home and familiarity when you’re there

-> It’s time - Emily Fox ✅

cute moments between you and Emily as you celebrate your first Christmas together

-> I want to make him proud - Lia Wälti

You’re dad passes and you dedicate your goal to him

-> I hate you - G!P Lucy bronze (18+)

You and Lucy hate each other, but at the same time, can’t get enough of each other

-> Interviewing chaos - G!P Beth Mead (18+) ✅

You tease Beth when she’s in the middle of an interview

-> Most of all, I love… - A new adventure universe

the memories made from the chaos of your baby shower

-> Creativity - A new adventure universe

Alessia, Kyra and Vic compete in who can do the most creative celebration, all of dedicated to you and the baby

-> Somethings wrong - A new adventure universe ✅

You have your first scare during the pregnancy

-> Youngest football fan ever? - A new adventure universe ✅

Your baby knows exactly when the footballs on, especially when Alessia’s playing.

-> I’m not a baby - A new adventure universe ✅

You try to have a normal training session without any of the girls babying you

-> Polaroids - Leah Williamson ✅

You decide to spice up your wedding day by giving polaroids of yourself in let’s say, special clothes, to Leah

-> New Feelings - Aggie Beever-Jones (18+)

Some new feelings arise when you see Aggie with a baby

-> My Santa - Alessia Russo ✅

You and Alessia have to secretly put the presents out without waking your daughter

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Reclaiming the muse.

To the “museless” the swiftgrons the tilys or whatever fan fic character they try to push out as the muse( basically to try to erase Karlie) it’s absolutely clear who the REAL muse is….but you don’t have to believe me. Just listen to the story Taylor has been telling through her music for the last decade. No one except Karlie Kloss fits the storyline. Absolutely.No.One. Else. Fits.

It’s not your story and you do not have the right to change it.

Taylor (and Karlie’s) story officially starts in the 1989 era ( but actually I believe it started way back when Taylor was showing up at Karlie’s fashion shows in 2009 - 2010) …but by the 1989 era both were ready . As the story progresses it became about looking back and ending a relationship that was sour and falling madly in love with someone else - someone she wanted to bake cookies with -someone who was her best friend but she didn’t “want” her “like” a best friend- who is /was tall and gorgeous with shiny abs…fit like a daydream . A ray of sunshine, who danced in the kitchen and in a snow globe with her, who felt like home, her best friend - her twin- who she bought a dress so that she could take it off and wanted to wear her like a necklace -who she wished would have stayed with forever with her hands in her pockets - but she had a great fear the world would divide them and then she kissed her in a crowded room and her fears of losing her because loud because of their secret love- but they were dancing with their hands tied and tried to take it underground .

She loved that woman who’s name New York City screamed and she called her the West Village and a Dream Girl- and told the world she was in SECRET love - true love …and that she was her Daisy .And then almost in a self fulfilling prophecy she lost her.

Her champagne problem was a decision to chose ( or was forced into choosing) her career over her lover and she looked up and the sky was maroon. Taylor chose to closet for her career - beard after beard -time after time and I’m sure Karlie must have felt rejected , left out , after having been forced to take their relationship underground in 2016, the coming out they had planned taken off the table. The Vogue cover shoot . All the plans- gone. It probably reached the point where Karlie felt she was in the way - removed from the Miss Americana documentary-always hidden - promises broken - left in the shadows …maybe this wasn’t the life for her . She wanted children, stability and a normal life -maybe for her own sanity she chose to walk away or maybe she did to protect Taylor and her career Beth’s noise about them got very loud-but whatever happened They ended up breaking each others hearts and sent their destiny and all their plans into a spiral.

Taylor’s heart was never broken like that before in other relationships because she had never loved someone like that before and the pain of that breakup- it just hit different because it was her. She still called her lover and vowed to lover her endlessly

Her lover then suddenly “married” another leaving Taylor drowning in a sea of regret —-a second coming out failed and then the pandemic and as she wandered through those folklore woods were her lover had left her-she was trying to find a way out of darkness the only light she saw was when she was drowning and she swore she was there and she knew her pain wouldn’t be evermore because James would hopefully get Betty -the girl she betrayed, back..He would beg for forgiveness and make it up to her She acknowledged her mistakes, said she tried to make her a villain to make it hurt less but then realized she couldn’t. And They somehow survived the Great War .

She reflected on it through sleepless midnights and woke up with her memory hanging over her. “That’s some fucking legacy “ she screamed to the gods and allowed her anger ( to the industry/ her management / her record label - everyone who closeted her) to come to the surface and lash out as a tortured poet , locked in a prison ( the slammer) a glass closet she resents so much as she tries to do it with a broken heart . It was for them - the fans and everyone who contributed to controlling her - contributed to her losing the love of her life and she’s angry and unhinged and unhappy because she has it all now - she’s achieved the ultimate success- she’s at the top - but she lost the most important person on the climb up the ladder of success and realizes it’s empty and lonely up there without her and she still thinks about the loss of her life -the pretty baby she wants to return to when she’s finally free and says imgonnagetyouback.

How this ends is anybody’s guess…we don’t know if the rust has been removed from those telephone lines and frankly it’s none of our business. They will only ever tell us what they want us to know. I can respect that.

So will you please tell me how in the Hell that storyline fits Dianna, Lily, Matty, Joe, Harry, Blake, Zoe, Travis Britany Mahomes🤮 or whatever crazy substitute people try to insert? Did that storyline happen with anyone other than Karlie?

We all know the answer.

It simply doesn’t fit with anyone but Karlie SoPlease stop the madness.

You have no right to re tell Taylors (and Karlie’s) story. It’s not yours to alter to fit your needs. Take your muses and write fan fiction. There’s only one real muse

It’s Karlie Kloss and all roads have always led to her. If you don’t like her - too fucking bad. Taylor told her friends she hated her - but she loves her just the same.And Stop vilifying Karlie Kloss. She doesn’t deserve it.

If I was Taylor I’d be so annoyed at people trying to change her/ their story.

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Update for the record- not denying Dianna happened or Liz or others pre Karlie. They are Taylor’s ex’s. We all have them and they were special during their time

Tilly is made up so I’m not even going there- and as someone stated there definitely could have been a fling with (cringe) Zoe. There ore probably others that she dated

( Karlie too has some ex’s floating around…don’t we all.? Some we’d rather forget 😉

But the main point of my post is that she wasn’t writing these songs about those other women this past decade. Always felt 1989 was actually split between ending things with Diana and starting new with Karlie and her emotions during that period.

I’m sure Wonderland was about Diana and I’m sure there are other early songs attached to other people but the Main Muse for the past decade +has been Karlie Kloss.

And please stop with that other nonsense claim that Karlie was PR to cover for Diana or Lily. Do you realize how ridiculous that claim is ? Karlie was a very much rumored lesbian at the time …you do not get a rumored lesbian to be the cover for the fact Taylor’s gay. The only PR has been the beards.

You don’t have to be a kaylor or a LSKaylor to get that. You don’t have to like Karlie Kloss because it’s cool not too and to buy into all that internet misinformation . All you have to do is be honest with yourself- set you feelings aside and read the lyrics. Karlie is / was the love of Taylor’s life and you don’t get to tell her how to feel.

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last updated: 25/09/2024

chaos fc | reader!monkey

getaway racecar driver - monkey attends the f1 with leah and as usual it's very chaotic

standing ovation - monkey scores a goal during a big tournament and decides to celebrate with the fans much to leah's disagreement about it not being safe

rehab mischief - when it comes to monkey being injured along with vic it's a sure reciepe for distaster

pests are back in town! - monkey and kyra attempt to do a tiktok trend and it epically fails

buddy & monkey: double the trouble | reader!buddy x reader!monkey

i'm nothing but a burden - overhearing a conversation between some of the girls, monkey has self doubt that she's nothing but a problem to leah and jordan

first chirstmas - flash back to the first christmas after buddy is born and monkey has settled in

new adjustments - a flashback of life adjusting to a house with a newborn and teenager

improvised hair cut - buddy decides she wants to try and cut her own hair much to leah's horror while jordan finds the whole thing amusing

s'appin girl, ya alright? - monkey decides to try and teach buddy a new tiktok trend

swearing mishap - a second part of the the bubbles are pink, jackass where buddy uses her newfound potty mouth at jordan's house much to her amusement

bittersweet sixteen - monkey has never liked to celebrate her birthday and unfortunately, leah and jordan find that out the hard way

chronical yapper - it's the opening game of the 2024/25 season, arsenal v city game and buddy's overjoyed to sit with keira and her family for it, and of course she doesn't miss the opportunity to spend time with keira and yap her ear off

separate | leah williamson x reader!buddy x jordan nobbs

separate IIII - there's another challenge when it comes to going to bed

acting out | lia walti x teen reader x caitlin foord

fifth installment - there's improvement at the school after the bully is dealt with but there's still ongoing issues with reader

inner demons | leah williamson x teen reader

Leave me alone - aftermath of reader going to katie's after hearing what leah said

Make us proud, kid - reader starts to make her return to training

Not ever alone in this battle - there's a blip in reader's recovery

Only the lonely - reader still continues to struggles but tries to make out like things are fine

Progress is key - reader has an emotional breakthrough

Quitting seems like the easiest option right now - there's yet another setback in readers' recovery and she debates quitting football

Remember how far you've come - reader makes her return to the pitch

Stronger than you know - There's issues that arise when the Media seem to get a hold of information about readers' life

This is your moment to shine - the aftermath of the turmoil in readers past life

Unbelievably proud of you - reader continues to make progress

Vague moment of joy - reader experiences a fleeting but significant moment of happiness that brings a sense of normalcy

We're proud of you - A full year has passed since that night

X marks the spot - there's ups and downs in life but reader discovers' a significant turning point in life

You're gonna go far, kid - there's a minor setback of struggles for reader and it seems all too easy to give in to the temptations

Zooming all over the pitch - In the final part of the alphabet-themed journey, reader experiences a triumphant moment that symbolizes her growth and success

our wonder kid | beth mead x teen reader x vivianne miedema

we've got you, we're here - reader continues with her eating as her training becomes more intense

triumph return - reader makes her comeback after being out 9 months with her acl injury

like mother, like daughter | katie mccabe x child reader

christmas clash of colours - child reader is insistant that she wants a football top for christmas, however it's not the right team

split decisions two approaches, one love school trouble

three parts of child readers life during her teenage years dealing with the ups and downs of her mums' being separated and dealing with general teenage struggles

going pro injured first of many

three parts of child readers life during her adult years dealing with life issues

cookie monster saga | child reader x steph catley

down under in aus - reader and steph arrive in australia ahead of the world cup

mascot - reader gets to be steph's mascot during the opening game of the 2023 world cup although kyra and charli are fighting over reader being there's instead

under pressure | platonic reader x katie mccabe x caitlin foord

second parrt of fic where reader is the next up and coming big thing in women's football and she recieves a lot of media attention and one of the things is a cause of an eating disorder

tiny dancer | third installment of small bump

3 - 5 mini series of 5 five years later and the aftermath of readers' death and how it's taken a toll on leah and the kids' lives

grief is a funny thing sometimes | arsenal wfc x platonic reader

come back soon the weight of the news i'm not ready to say goodbye just yet

reader's brother dies on deployment and she goes through the 5 stages of grief with the support of her fellow team mates

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Top 5 favorite Amy March fan fics!

Only 5!?

I really like the ones that offer a glimpse into their life while respecting the canon. Extra points for deepening a small scene or element in the book that deserves more exploration. And of course, AmyxLaurie cuteness.

They’re numbered but it’s not that strict. I really love them all.

1. It reminded me of you by lauraschiller

This one gets extra point for taking one of my favorite elements of Amy (and Laurie): faith. I found it absolutely lovely and telling that Laurie gave Amy an ebony cross after spending time with Estelle at Aunt March’s. And then she kept it for years! How dare people say that Amy and Laurie were not close?! Also, how does people just ignore the effect that faith had on Amy to become a better person?!

Anyway these are short but absolutely lovely scenes surrounding the ebony cross. Actually, lauraschiller has another story about John and Meg that is equally fantastic.

2. The art of parenthood by Beth Harker (Beth_Harker), Beth_Harker 

This fic gives us a glimpse into Bess first year or so, when she was very ill and they didn’t know if she was going to survive. I can’t imagine what it was like to know how high child mortality was then and face the possibility of losing your baby. So this is very sad bit hopeful. And one of the greatest thing is to read how the situation made Laurie and Amy be more gentle and it brought them even closer, which does not always happen. Also, it features Amy painting!

(The author has other canon-compliant stories for them and other couples, so check them out.)

3. Spring breaks loose, but so does fear by lovelacegsl 

This one is from my mutual and fellow Amy March defense squad member @lovelacegsl, and it was a lovely gift. And it’s a nice moment during their first years of marriage. It’s sweet, romantic and has steamy bits.

4. Not in so many words by therealchancewriter

The first chapter, especially, is very influenced in the 2019 featuring Amy's insecurities about being second to Jo. BUT! the rest is a heartbreaking, yet hopeful and loving story about Amy and Laurie's journey until they got Bess. It's amazing and it's super long. Each chapter is a little less than 10,000 words! (there aren’t really long stories in this tag) And it's steamy! The love scenes are very well written, they're tasteful and hot.

And! It has lovely JoxFritz moments. I love that the author shows how close the couples are and that there is absolutely no drama between them. They’re friends and they support each other.

TW for depression, post-partum depression, miscarriages.

5. Countryside Dream by valkyriex 

This one is an AU but it’s absolutely beautiful. There’s not really many fics that give them a big family and this one gives them 5 children! It also has them living in Paris for a few years, which I loved. I know some people think that Amy should have remained a bit far because going back to Concord pulled her again to being “baby of the family” (she does goes back to sit on her mother’s lap the next day). So this is a nice compromise. And there’s a beautiful moment where her daughters discover her paintings.

Ok, there are my top 5, it wasn’t easy. There are many great stories, usually from the same authors, so I recommend checking their profiles.

Runner ups (but come on, I love them so much, all of them. And I read them constantly)

The other man by Tara R.A. Boomdiay

A lighthearted tiny shot of Amy and Laurie 20 years into their marriage. This is incredible, I love it so much

Visage through thine tears by Kamuela

Someone recommended this one to me, and Ican’t remember if it was you. But it’s another exploration of their difficulties having children.

Glory in the flower by frankie_bell

This would have been up there if it were finished. But alas, we haven’t had an update since 2020. So, if anyone wants, go ask for it, kindly. 

I want your midnights (you and me forevermore) by reciprocityfic 

This is the only modern AU that I have here by @reciprocityfic.

It’s a New Year’s fic so famous midnight kiss comes into play.

And, one of my favorite things: Jo totally shipping AmyxLaurie and basically putting them together and saying “kiss!” Like she basically did it in this fic.

Thank so much for the question, Niina!

Let me know if you read them.

[walkawaytall]

Your favourite HxL headcanon that you got from others

Your favourite HxL headcanon that you came up with yourself/haven't seen from others

Your headcanons for HxL after the war

Oh, these are good, and this answer is really long :D.

So, favorite Han/Leia headcanon that I got from others...there are a couple that I'm partial to: I like the idea that I've read in at least one fic, but probably more than one, that pre-The Empire Strikes Back Han and Leia don't exactly apologize to each other like normal people. They both do things to show they're sorry, and they understand each other, but no one else fully sees what's going on.

Oh! And this is more of a Bail and Breha headcanon, but it delights me to no end that it seems like nearly everyone in the fandom has independently come to the conclusion that Breha would have loved Han and Bail would have eventually been won over, but it would have taken some time, effort, and probably a good deal of Breha saying, "Be nice" before he came around to the idea of Han Solo marrying his daughter.

I can't say for sure that I came up with this on my own because I think the general idea is present in a lot of places, but I put it into words I hadn't really seen elsewhere: I think Han and Leia bicker and argue regularly (though not constantly), which isn't a new assumption, but I think even before they're romantically involved, their arguments feel...safe?...because there's a sort of underlying assumption that their default is being on one another's side. Maybe not on specific issues, but just in life in general, they feel like they're on the same team, which is why their arguments might be stupid or petty or really annoying to the people around them, but they don't disrupt their general relationship (until whatever damage caused the feelings to flare all over the place in The Empire Strikes Back -- but you can't convince me they were bickering that personally for three years straight. It makes zero sense.)

As far as after the war goes, I don't have a lot of specific headcanons. I think they stick together and have to heal from PTSD together. I'm totally fine with the quick wedding idea (though I honestly am not a fan of an Endor wedding unless it is functionally an elopement that is attended by Luke, Chewie, and whoever's officiating the ceremony and no one else. I just cannot take Ewok-attended weddings seriously; I'm sorry, Beth Revis!). I don't have any hard opinions on whether (or when) they have children, but I want to think they eventually do.

And, okay...I feel like a lot of times people paint Han as someone who has a need to wander, like he wouldn't be happy having a set home, but I heartily disagree with that assessment. Luke's the one out of the OG trio that wanted adventure and to leave home; Han has to wander because his profession necessitates it. It seems like it's really easy to convince him to stick around somewhere as long as he has like one-and-a-half friends and his ship. He strikes me as someone who wants desperately to belong to someone or something, but has had to ignore that want for so long in order to survive that it isn't readily apparent when we first meet him. But after the war? After he marries a literal princess and has a home where he's not just allowed, but wanted? I think he'll fly because that's something he loves to do, but I don't see him needing to constantly be traveling in order to feel fulfilled. I think whatever he ends up doing will be based wherever Leia is, and he'll be planetside an awful lot.

[laracrofted]

I think this is such a lovely way to round out 2023! It’s been such a great year of stories and moodboards and gifs and art and thots about our favorite aviators!

Jordan (@gretagerwigsmuse) is such a talented writer and such a genuine cheerleader for others on here! Her fics are smart and thoughtfully developed and have a whole buffet of emotions (oh and are spicy as hell!)! All of her stories life rent free in my head. She’s the best person to chat to, swoon with, bounce ideas off of, and is always so supportive of everyone. Her reblogs are as stellar as her use of Kate memes ✨ She was my first real fandom friend (the reason I decided to keep writing after posting what I thought was a one and done Christmas fic) and I unabashedly adore her!

Ames you are simply one of the nicest people I have met on here and am obsessed with the way your brain works (in a very normal way lol)! Your prose and way with words makes me want to jump off a cliff in the best of ways. I think you’re endlessly talented and I live for every piece and pretty moodboard and carefully curated playlist you’ve shared with us (my fav BIHO babes 🩵, the Supernova trio, Delicate!Bob, the one-two punch that is DA!Jake and Batman!Bob)!

Elle (@callsignspark) is a gem of a person and such a great storyteller! The universe she’s created and all the in-depth backstories for her characters blows my mind. And The Range! From the coziest of heartwarming fics to the you’ll be crying for a week angst to the fan yourself smut! There’s nothing she can’t do! (And her tags never cease to make me laugh.)

Cass (@notroosterbradshaw) knows how to balance the sweet with the sting! Her stories have such reality woven into them and she crafts characters you just instantly root for! I’ll never get over the DEPTH she infuses into her pieces, there’s a reason they resonate with so many people!

Beth (@teacupsandtopgun) knows how much I adore her! She’s got such a lovely spirit and is one of the reasons why this community is such a wonderful one to be a part of. She is wildly talented in her own right (Flick is an icon and I want to live in her moodboards ) and she is so supportive and encouraging to everyone!

Lena (@tongue-like-a-razor) writes some of the best dialogue I’ve read! Her wit is effortless and her series are addictive! And she’s such a wonderful person to talk to!

There’s so many other people in this fandom that I appreciate! Like Rebecca (@ryebecca) with her endless talent for creating beautiful and unique moodboards. I have so much appreciation for so many other like @sehnsuchts-trunken, @starryeyedstories, @ofstoriesandstardust, @na-ta-sh-aa, @gigisimsonmars, @joaquinwhorres, @je-suis-prest-rachel, @roosteraloha, @withahappyrefrain, @bradshawsbaby.

But the biggest love letter goes to everyone who reads and reblogs and likes and comments on the stories that get shared on here! Thank you for being here and a part of the lovely community!

Happy New Years TGM friends! ✨🪩 (I tried to keep it short and sweet, but that’s not in my skillset, lol)

i love you so big, alexa ✨🪩 and of course, with the disco ball for posterity. have a happy new year, babes!

end of the year positivity night 💌

[spencer-reids-adventures]

Prompt: During the JJ and Will's wedding - when they were actually being married - Spencer wasn't on screen. They showed everyone, even Anderson, but no Spencer. I need someone to write a fic with Spencer getting overwhelmed and having to go sit alone for a bit, making him miss the wedding and maybe no one notices that he is gone and he comes back out to see them finishing up to "I dos"

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Rossi’s house looks absolutely amazing.

Spencer looks around in awe at the soft fairy lights, the beautifully dressed tables, the path or flower petals and the makeshift altar at the front of everything. He wonders how Rossi was able to pull it all together so quickly. He wonders what JJ will think when she arrives.

He wanders around, mingling with the other guests. He’s never been a huge fan of weddings, to be honest, but JJ and Will are two of his dearest friends, and he couldn’t imagine missing this. Though he’s nervous, he’s sure everything is going to be okay.

Jack and Henry show up, and Spencer entertains them with magic tricks while JJ gets changed upstairs. Hotch and Will look on with big smiles as Spencer pulls JJ’s ring out from behind Henry’s ear, and before they know it, it’s time for the ceremony.

Jack returns to Hotch, and Will comes to grab Henry, and Spencer gets as far as the yard before he has to stop and watch. There are so many people, and the music is so loud, and he’s exhausted after everything that happened the day before. He starts to feel shaky and overwhelmed, and he knows there’s no way he can go join everyone for the ceremony, not now. 

Before anyone can notice him, he bolts, ending up inside the house, curled up on a couch in one of Rossi’s multiple living rooms. There’s no one else in the room, which is why Spencer picked it, and he finds a soft blanket draped over the back of the couch, which he pulls over himself, head included, to create an even more private space.

He tries to take some deep breaths to calm himself down. He rubs the soft fabric of the blanket over his cheek and feels his shoulders start to relax. He hates himself for missing this important moment in his best friend’s life, but he tries to push those thoughts away and focus on feeling better. He just wants to be normal. He just wants to be out there.

It takes time, but eventually his heart stops pounding quite so hard and his hands stop shaking and he’s able to remove the blanket from his head. He takes a couple of breaths of fresh air and then gets to his feet, shaking out his hands and running one through his hair.

He can do this.

Spencer folds the blanket and places it on the back of the couch, then mentally reviews a map of Rossi’s house and finds his way back to the yard where the ceremony is taking place. He walks up quietly and takes his spot just as JJ and Will are saying I do, and he’s so glad he made it for this part, that he gets to see them finalize their vows with a kiss. 

After, he dances with everyone—JJ, Beth, Emily, JJ’s mom, Penelope. He feels more relaxed than he’s felt all day, and he’s able to enjoy himself as they all celebrate together. At the end of the night, JJ thanks him for coming, and Spencer breathes a sigh of relief that she doesn’t know he almost missed the most important part. He just says, you’re welcome, and gives her a big hug.

He’s thrilled for JJ and Will. They deserve this happiness. They deserve the world.

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for @tobias-hankel <3

[forabeatofadrum]

Happy El WooWoo to everyone. Thank you @blackberrysummerblog​, @aroace-genderfluid-sheep​, @confused-bi-queer​, @shrekgogurt​ and @artsyunderstudy​ for the tags. Welcome back @whogaveyoupermission​.

Before I go to the whole fic thing, I want to ask non-Glee fans to vote on my silly “Which glee plotline is fake” poll. This show is absolutely wild and I love to see how people vote, so also put in the tags which one you voted. (Gleeks should also vote, just to relive the wacky shit.)

Because I am going to talk about Glee some more! Ljubim te is coming to an end and I have finished the Quinn companion piece. I loved writing the companion piece, because I liked writing Quinn’s perspective and I loved showing how [REDACTED] evolves. But one thing I really liked is that I get to show how Quinn has become the kind and caring woman she is now, since she wasn’t always like that in canon.

It is a long snippet and maybe a bit too spoilery for these WW posts, but I really like it:

“You should’ve seen me in high school,” Quinn laments. Then she proceeds to tell Denise the truth about what kind of petty girl she was. Quinn was mean-spirited and manipulative. She would do anything to be the head bitch in charge at her private all-girls school. She would be fake towards any other girl in order to get what she wanted. Quinn was cold, jealous and catty.

Quinn does feel genuine shame when she thinks of her actions, but she takes pride in knowing that she’s grown.

Granted, part of it was to cover up the fact that she had a baby. It’s not as if people didn’t know. It was hard to miss when her belly started growing exponentially. But once she came back to school after giving birth, she knew that she didn’t want people to know her as the sinful Christian girl who got knocked up. She would much rather be the person you wouldn’t fucking cross and it worked. No one ever dared to bring up Beth and by the time she graduated, the younger students didn’t even know. Beth was forgotten, which is what Quinn had wanted, no, needed.

She doesn’t tell Denise that part. No one from her new life knows about Beth, except for Blaine.

Still, thank you to @thnxforknowingme​ for finding a way to add Beth to the this AU. I was going to make an awful joke about us co-parenting this version of Quinn.

And now, the stormy weather: @quizasvivamos @blurglesmurfklaine @coffeegleek @esperantoauthor @otherworldsivelivedin @caramelcoffeeaddict​ @sillyunicorn @bazzybelle @dragoneggos @raenestee @tectonicduck​ @nightimedreamersworld​ @urban-sith​ @thnxforknowingme​ @captain-aralias​ @you-remind-me-of-the-babe​ @takitalks​ @justgleekout​ @cerriddwenluna​ @tea-brigade​ @ivelovedhimthroughworse​ @moodandmist​ @bookish-bogwitch​ @ionlydrinkhotwater​ @1908jmd​ @special-bc-ur-part-of-it​ @larkral​ @chen-chen-chen-again-chen​ @cutestkilla​ @nausikaaa​/@wellbelesbian​ @martsonmars​ @facewithoutheart​ @boyinjeans​ @rockitmans​ @bitbybitwrites​ @whatevertheweather​

[michelleelizabethtanner]

Do you think Rio killed Mick after he shot Beth in the series finale? Nick says to Rio "He's on my payroll" and Rio replies "Not anymore". On my first watch, I definitely took it to mean he's now on Rio's payroll for good and won't be pulled in different directions anymore based on Manny's nonchalant delivery of the line. However, this is my third rewatch and it's only just occurring to me, could it be interpreted to mean he killed him?

Up until he shot Beth, I always believed Mick was very loyal to Rio. I'm looking back now and besides shooting Beth because Nick paid him, he also did jobs for Beth without - to my knowledge, at least - running them past Rio (hot tub stuff, buying the girls time etc.) Doesn't that show he's only loyal to whoever pays him?

On that note, we all know Rio has it bad for Beth, so he had to have been extremely pissed off that Mick - who I think he considers not only a loyal associate, but also a loyal friend - shot Beth and on Nick's dime, no less. Not only is he coming after his girl under his brother/cousin's (who he hates) orders, but he is also betraying Rio. How can he trust Mick after that?

I love all the post season 4 fics that include Mick (including Rough Night!) because I love his character so much. My headcanon says no, Rio did not kill him, because I do believe he and Rio have a long history and are actually friends. I don't believe Rio would kill him over this, especially since the intention was only to hurt Beth so that the cops would have to bag the gun that was used to kill Lucy as evidence, thus essentially handing it over to the Secret Service. If the intention was to kill her, I think Rio wouldn't think twice.

Curious as to your thoughts on this theory. Mind you, this is the ramblings of an extremely caffeinated fan finishing their third rewatch at 2am in the morning. This may not make sense to me tomorrow 😂

I wish the writers would have given Rio and Mick's relationship more depth so I didn't have to hunt for crumbs and cling to them for dear life. We needed a backstory of their history! I put the blame on them for this long and rambly ramble of mine.

Anon, I love the 2am rewatch for you! That is the best time to spiral and overthink. I’m a chronic insomniac and focusing on Brio instead of stressing about my actual life’s stressors has been instrumental to my mental health. So I’m projecting this rewatch onto you as a positive.

I absolutely do not think Rio would kill Mick over Beth. Especially not for the gentlest of ways he barely even wounded her. You hit on all the right points. Mick was not always loyal to Rio and he did take on jobs that directly conflicted with Rio’s best interests. Would a good friend do that? Would even a passive friend do that? What would have been the motivator? Would you ruin an important professional relationship for a hot tub? Much less a good friendship?

So here’s what I think. And please don’t come for me with pitchforks because I KNOW! But I think Mick was miscast. (*ducks for flying stones*) Hear me out!!! The intent of the show’s creators was to make Mick an opportunist with no loyalties. A ruthless killer. Someone who doesn’t get emotionally tangled in his work and performs for a paycheck. A man like that would behave the way Mick behaved – took on opposing jobs, easily flipped loyalties to the highest bidder, had no qualms about hurting those he spent time with.

From your observations and from countless fics (including mine) that cast Mick as a friend and confidant to Rio, the performance that was delivered was a far cry from this aloof character that the show intended Mick to be. Mick came off as a lovable, gentle giant of a man who came when Annie called, who mourned giving up fatherhood, who shared his Oreos when he felt gratitude, who had significant emotional intelligence, and who was mindful of Beth’s children before he shot her. This whole idea of “Mick will show up if you offer him a plate of ribs or an order of bao buns” just didn’t hit in the mocking way the script probably intended it. Mick wasn’t insatiable and easily bought. He was sweet and indulgent of the women, giving them an out. Almost protecting them and empathizing with them.

I think it’s because Mick was more Carlos than he was Mick. I think the charm of Carlos Aviles as a lovely human spirit came through, and Mick began to change as he was given more screen time. I think his and Manny’s irl camaraderie and genuine like for each other showed in their few scenes together, giving us a feel of friendship and loyalty between the characters that probably wasn’t in the script. I think the softness and fun he had with Mae came through in Mick and Annie’s Big Kidnapping Road Trip. I think THAT is why we all assumed he and Rio are friends. And why we were all so surprised when he turned on Brio and shot Beth.

So no, I don’t think Rio killed Mick, because Mick was never Rio’s. I also don’t think Rio would take out a reliable assassin because his girlfriend got a little bullet graze. I think Rio always understood the nature and limitations of his relationship with Mick and I think he corrected those limitations by putting Mick on his own payroll permanently after Nick’s downfall. My headcanon is that everyone was happier for that decision and Mick served the Brio Kingdom loyally and was rewarded handsomely. Maybe even went to see his daughter in Cincinnati. 🥹

But you are not alone in your read on the Mick/Rio relationship. It was completely incongruous and inconsistent from script to performance. I wish the writing would have capitalized on the nuances of this character and allowed Carlos to really shine. He did a fantastic job bringing to life a barely-written character and making us fall in love with his nature.

Also, can we talk about the Nick/Rio relationship? Does Rio hate Nick? Idk. He’s certainly resentful. That’s probably been a lifelong thing for them. But hate is really strong. They have a history there that doesn’t appear to all be rooted in exploitation and competition. What do you think?

[iamjackstitanicbreath]

Favs of '23: Marvel:

10/10. That's it. That's the rating. Give it a Michelin or five if I could. My standards can't get higher now. I think this might be the best I've ever read. Winter Soldier origin story. No ships like Stucky or anything. Very dark, very cold, very very real. It's really a talent to be able to write a whole story in five chapters.

"Between the fall and the monsters, the Winter Soldier is in orbit. This is what happens in the Red Room. These are the people who make him what and who he becomes.

Inspired by comics canon, in particular Ed Brubaker's Captain America issue 11, which included pages from the Winter Soldier file, and far too many Cold War books. Because HYDRA in the movie uses the Winter Soldier as a blunt instrument, and blunt instruments do not become legends."

This could also be a 10/10 on its own but I put it in the same list as the first one so I have to lower it by a notch or two. It's like putting Joaquin Phoenix and Brad Pitt in the same room and labelling it 'Greatest Actors'. They're great, but on different levels. Anyway, this one's got amazing dialogue. Very in character. It's entertaining, but it's also a tragic comedy one-shot. It's fun and has a nice ending. For you Irondad and Spiderson lovers ig. But it's good. Well written. Superficially hilarious, but the actual message is kinda depressing but deep. Sums up Peter's college life pretty well if Tony were in the picture. It's the Goldilocks ratio of Raimi's Spider-Man, TASM, and MCU Spidey.

9/10. I read it a while ago, so I don't have much to say, but the writing is just beautiful. TW: relationship abuse. Skip Westcott.

But it's amazingly written and it's seen through the eyes of Steve. Like author's a genius with words. Check out their Batman stuff too 'cause it's just so so good. Good stuff. Like lick your fingers after eating kind of good.

Anyways, moving on.

Star Wars

9/10. Pretty sure everyone's read this one by now but same author, Beth Winter, so I had to give an honourable mention. I remember thoroughly enjoying this one and wishing we got to see more engineer Darth Vader and corporate environment in the Galactic Empire with Vader at the head 'cause I mostly only these kinds of stories in the comics and even then, not enough. I mean, for chrissake, it's a fundamental aspect of his character. I've seen some other ones with like Vader finding Luke through some sort of design submission or email and Luke's an aspiring Engineer from Tatooine but I'd give them like a 4/10. I have a very picky and very particular standard for writing though, and Beth Winter just writes very well. Same for the Gruoch fellow. I know I liked this one the most of all the Star Wars fics, but nothing hits the same as a Marvel Cold War fic so that's remaining at the top.

7/10. Started off so so so so good. Would've given a 10/10 if not for the ending. It's a series. Read both parts. Very very good. It's very beautifully written and it takes a very unique inspiration from the book A Secret Garden. It was a really clever combination and What If? so I love it. But I'm not the biggest fan of that abrupt ending. Anyways, SPOILERS AHEAD:

I feel like giving a character the possibility of redemption throughout and showing the more humane side and still at the very end judging them as too evil to live? Idk, I mean, it feels sudden. Like you feel me? The story was continuously leading to the possibility of a happy ending or at least something along the lines of a compromise. And then suddenly author basically said "actually Vader's an unredeemable piece of shit, so let's just kill him off. I know I made it seem like he had a good side and that there was a future where he could be a very good parent, but I changed my mind." Anyways, it's fanfiction. Can't be too critical. Nobody's getting paid to write this stuff so I'm not going to bash it too much for inconsistency, but it did feel like the story was desperately trying to show at first that the situation isn't so black and white, but then resorted to viewing it through a black and white lens at the end. Went from no such thing as "absolutes" to well, absolutes.

Ok, I'm done rambling. You get the picture. Next!

Harry Potter

Heed the warnings. 8/10. The writing's very good and the plot hooks you in immediately. But heed the warnings. Not for the faint of heart ig. Also covers sensitive topics. I'm kinda iffy about putting this on the same list as a Beth WInter fic but maybe I'm being overdramatic. It's not artsy is what I mean to say. Author didn't intend for it so come across as a poem. But the writing's still very very good and the plot is even better. UNFINISHED. I'm angrily waiting for an update. Like stalk author's tumblr waiting. Maybe that's why I'm being so petty with the rating and review.

Code Geass

Anything by this author:

Favorites are The Fool Ascendant and The House of Usher. 10/10, both. Haven't read all of them, but also, writing style is very artsy. Character and dynamic studies mostly, and snippets of things we didn't see in canon.

[reidgraygubler]

multiply (kyle orfman/reader)

Title: multiply Request: no Couple: Kyle Orfman/Fem!reader Category: angst/smut w/ a taste of fluff Content Warning: SEXUAL CONTENT (penetrive sex, unsafe sex, mild hatefuck, grinding/groping, heavy petting, light breathplay (hand over mouth and nose) breeding/impregnation kink, fingering), zombies and zombies eating humans, death, descriptions of death, death of a grandparent (grandmother), mentions of guns and gun violence (but none actually happening), petnames (kitten/officer) Word Count: 5,943 Summary: After narrowly escaping her grandmother eating her, Reader is on her own to find other civilization. She meets the Orfman family and they take her in for safety. Reader and Kyle share a special bond. A/N: I am in love with this piece, so I hope you guys love it as much as I do. thank you to @reidetic for beta/editing this for me! this was also written for @imagining-in-the-margins "there was only one bed" trope challenge for june! thank you all so much for the support! i really do appreciate it. check out my masterlist!

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My grandmother was alive… And then she was dead… And now she’s alive again. Which is very confusing because I watched her die. Like I can’t be the only person experiencing this, right? It’s not some weird fever dream either, I don’t think. This has to be a town wide phenomenon.

My grandmother was acting totally normal too. As if she didn’t die. She was living life day to day, making cookies, knitting, and sipping her tea, just like she did before she died. It was like life went back to normal. And then… She tried to eat me. That’s definitely not normal. Is it?

Who eats another person!? Zombies! That’s who! And how do you kill a zombie? I don’t really like that answer. Because I love my grandmother. She’d do nothing to hurt me, except eat me, I guess.

I gotta get out of this house. It’s not safe to stay in the house with her anymore, and it hasn’t been for a long time. So instead of killing her, like any other sane person would do, I just left. I packed my backpack with a few clothes, snacks and water, and I left.

Turns out it was a lot more than a town wide phenomenon. It was country wide. Everyone was experiencing their dead loved ones returning from the dead. Just showing up, like how my grandmother just showed up. It caused something of an uprise, too, considering people don’t just come back to life after being dead, and they’re eating other humans. It wasn’t an uprise. It was terror, pure terror of the people who didn’t die and come back to life.

I hadn’t left my house in a while, at least since my grandmother came back. So I didn’t realize just how dire the situation was. Piles of burnt stuff were all over the place. Cars with shattered windshields were crashed into trees or homes. And the number of bodies just on the street was… incredibly disturbing.

I needed to find any sign of civilization, and quickly. There was no telling just how long I’d make it alone. I probably only had enough water for the next day or two. And the only zombie movies I’ve seen were Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland, and that wasn’t very helpful… Well maybe Zombieland was helpful.

A long branch with a sharp and pointy end was sitting in the middle of the road. I grabbed it, hoping it’d be enough of a weapon to protect me from the disaster around me. I silently hoped, and prayed to whatever God was up there, that I’d find safety before nightfall.

I was beginning to lose hope as the sun started setting; the sky lighting up with the fires around the town. Several people wearing orange jumpsuits came running around the corner, each carrying various weapons in their hands and over their backs. I nearly fell to the ground because of how startled I was. I tried to pay attention to the crowd around me, but the pavement chewed up the palms of my hands.

A guy with a crew cut hairstyle seemingly looked in charge. Weird to have a gangly and scrawny man be in charge of a zombie take out group. He had this weird stature that he held, like he was trying to be intimidating but not everyone took him seriously.

The guy looked right at me and pointed a gun at my head. I slowly lifted my hands and stared at him.

“D-Don’t shoot! I’m human!” I shouted as I stared at him. He stared back, stepping closer to me. He dropped his gun away from me, but still kept his guard up.

“Human my ass!” The guy with the crewcut shouted. I looked at my hands, watching as blood began seeping from my palms. I quickly looked back at him, hoping he’d look at the human blood.

"Thoughts on smooth jazz?!" he asked in a loud tone. I stared up at him, feeling the terror bubble up my throat.

"I-I… Not my first choice in music?" I furrowed my eyebrows, as I wondered what this had to do with anything.

"Thoughts on dirt?!"

"Ew? Good for gardening? I don’t know!” I shouted back before I stumbled to my feet. The guy with the crew cut cautiously stepped closer to me as he examined my face and body. I’d assume it was because he was looking for any impurities I could possibly have. “I almost had to kill my grandmother. But… But I had to leave. I couldn’t do it. So I left. I left because she lunged at me… from across the table,” I mumbled as he stepped back. “I just need somewhere.. To lie low for the time being. I promise I’m safe.” I whispered as I looked at him. The guy looked back at the rest of his team, gauging their thoughts and concerns about letting me go with them.

“You can come with us. But the second you turn your back on us, or turn into them, don't be shocked when I’m the one to put a bullet into your head,” his voice got scary low as he stepped right up to me. I swallowed roughly and nodded.

“Understood,” I whispered as I looked up at him.

I was shoved into the middle of the crowd of orange jumpsuits. The guy with the crewcut took the lead and brought us to a house that was guarded by tall cement and steel fencing. The people who were currently occupying this home knew how to keep themselves safe.

We entered the fenced in yard of the house, the leader making sure everyone got in safely, and no undead beings followed us. Then we entered the house. I was half expecting it to be stripped down, or decayed. But when we got in… It looked like a normal home, just no power, and the windows boarded up.

“Oh! A new person!” A woman exclaimed once I stood in the area that was once a living room. She came right up to my side, looking at me with a bright smile. She was very happy that I was here. “Don’t worry! You’re safe now!” she cooed as she threw her arms around me. I froze, my body refusing to move as she embraced me.

“I-I…” I swallowed roughly as she pulled away from me. I barely had time to say anything else as she pulled us to sit on the couch.

“I’m Judy Orfman. Kyle is my son.” She smiled as she gestured towards the crew cut guy wearing the orange jumpsuit.

“Mom,” Kyle muttered as he pinched the bridge of his nose. I snickered as I looked back at Judy. I smiled softly as I gave her my name. It was weird how homey this place felt, albeit our situation in the world. Part of me wondered if Judy had any part in that.

“My husband, Noah, is out right now. And my other son, Zach, is with one of the women. She also had to kill her grandmother,” Judy whispered that last part. I looked at her with wide eyes, feeling a certain nervousness settle in the pit of my stomach. I could tell she meant well, and I shouldn’t be scared around anyone here. Everything that’s happened is just unsettling. When I woke up this morning I wasn’t expecting to have to escape zombies.

“Is it okay i-if I lie down? I’m just very tired after everything that’s happened.” I I looked between Judy and Kyle.

“Oh! Kyle, honey, you should let her sleep in your room. She obviously needs it,” Judy spoke to her son as she carefully smoothed out my hair. I looked at her with a small smile. I loved how motherly she was. It was definitely something I needed in a time like this.

“I’m not going to do that, Mom.”

“We don’t have any more bed space. You’re the only person with a bed big enough to hold two people. We aren’t going to force her to sleep on the floor or on the couch.”

“I-I don’t have an issue with the flo-”

“Non-sense! Kyle has plenty of space!” Judy clapped her hands together as she glared at Kyle. Kyle looked back at her with wide eyes before dropping his head and mumbling something. Even though Kyle was in charge of the orange jumpsuits, Judy was the head of household. Anyone could argue with her, but she would end up getting her way no matter what. Kyle probably knew better than to fight his mother.

“So it’s agreed then! You guys will share the room!” Judy smiled brightly. “Just no funny business.” She then glared between me and Kyle. I looked at her with wide eyes before shaking my head.

“Ugh! Ew! With him!”

“Her?! Are you serious?”

Even though I basically said what he said, I was still hurt by his utter disgust behind his words. I tried not letting it bother me as I grabbed my backpack and stood up.

“Why don’t you show her around? The bathroom, kitchen, bedroom.” Judy stood up beside me as she looked at her son. Kyle begrudgingly moved towards the opening of the living room, leading off to a new area.

“C’mon,” he grumbled as he looked over at me. I looked at Judy before looking back at Kyle. I dropped my head before dashing up beside him.

Every room he showed, I was met with a new person distraught by the events of the day. Kyle just showed me the room. I didn’t really know what I was expecting when he showed me around the house.

“Finally, this is where I sleep,” Kyle muttered as he gestured towards the closed off bedroom. A small smile grew on my lips as I entered the room, heading right towards the bed. Kyle, however, stopped me by grabbing my backpack and pulling me back to the door. “And just what do you think you’re doing?”

“Judy said I could sleep in here, too. So I figured I should take my side of the bed.” I looked up at him, folding my arms over my chest. A smirk grew across Kyle’s lips before he nodded. At this point we were standing toe-to-toe, and our chests were practically pressed together.

“You’re adorable,” he muttered before pulling my backpack off my back and tossing it to the left side of the bed. “If I find out you’re cuddling with me, you’re outta here. And if I see you going through my shit… You’re dead.”

“Sir, yes, sir.” I whispered before looking away from him. I walked away from him and towards the bed. Even though I wasn’t facing him, I could feel Kyle’s eyes on me as I went through my bag. “Are you just going to stand there and watch me? Or are you going to let me sleep peacefully?” I asked as I dropped my shoulders and the things I was holding.

“Until I know you won’t fuck around with stuff you’re not supposed to…” He spoke out loud. I rolled my eyes before turning to face him.

“Do you want me to just mess with your stuff while you’re here?” I asked as I walked back around to his side of the bed. Kyle’s eyes widened and his jaw steeled as I went to his night stand. “Or will you leave me alone so I can get some rest?”

“I’ll leave you alone the second you back away from that nightstand.” His words were quick and sharp as he spoke. A small smirk grew across my lips as I looked back at him. I stepped away from the night stand and stood in the middle of the room. “I’ll come back in an hour,” he muttered before leaving the room.

With a deep sigh, I returned to my side of the room, finally getting ready to lie down for the first time in what feels like days.

{***}{***}{***}

I don’t think time exists anymore. Ever since the world went to shit, it feels like days felt longer than 24 hours. So it was hard to say how long I’d been in this safe house. I wished time was still relevant...

I try not to let things bother me. But I feel like it’s especially hard in this house with all of these people I hardly know. It was even harder because I was still sharing a room with Kyle. And he is probably the worst person I’ve ever met. He talks in his sleep. But he wouldn’t own up to that. Noooo, he’s too good for that.

The first night I realized he was talking in his sleep wasn’t too bad, mostly because it was him talking about stuff that happened before before a stupid zombie apocolyspe. But now it’s just annoying shit. I never get a moment alone anymore.

For a moment of privacy, I sat in the closet. It was just for a moment before the doors swung open and a woman my age sat down beside me.

“Zach wants to go to a stupid graveyard today,” Erica muttered as she sat down. I looked over at her with a raised eyebrow. “He wants to visit Beth’s stupid grave.”

“Beth’s his ex-girlfriend, right?” I asked, still unsure of who people were here. She nodded as she began picking at the loose threads on her pants. “You shouldn’t speak ill of the dead, Erica.”

“Okay, but when the dead start trying to kill me, then I’m going to talk ill of the dead.”

“That’s fair, I suppose,” I muttered as I looked at the floor in front of us. “It’s still not really safe to do that… Little weird.” I glanced back at Erica with a raised brow. She looked back at me and grimaced. I had nothing else to say, granted conversations between us didn’t last too long. We had nothing in common other than our grandmothers tried eating us, therefore we had to kill them. So what was the use of us talking? I knew a friendship would never grow between us.

With a resigned sigh, I stood up, leaving Erica in the closet alone. I ignored her bothersome questions as I walked away from her. I didn’t want to be around her, or really anyone. So I went to the safest place I could think of, hoping no one else would be there, my shared bedroom with Kyle.

Of course, it’d just be my luck that Kyle would also be there. He was sitting at his desk, wearing nothing by his boxers while he cleaned his gun. I just didn’t realize that till I had fully entered the room.

“What the fuck!? What are you doing?! Don’t you knock!?” he shouted as I entered the room more. I turned and looked at him, my eyes wide as I stared at him. “S-Stop staring! Are you crazy!?”

“Me crazy!? You’re the one cleaning your gun half naked!” I shouted as I gestured at his attire. I quickly threw a hand over my eyes as I blindly searched for the bed.

“It's how I relax!” He shouted back. Once my body finally touched the bed, I laid back, quickly throwing a pillow over my face. “Can you leave?”

“How come you get to relax but I don’t? Roommates remember?” I sat up and glared at him. He glared back at me, keeping his hands on his gun.

“It’s so funny to me that you were going to be a police officer?” I scoffed as I laid back. That seemed to strike a chord in him, causing him to stand and look at him.

“What? I didn’t tell-”

“You talk in your sleep,

“No I don’t, Kitten,” Kyle retorted. I stared at him for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just called me. Kitten? Really? Seriously? “If anyone talks in their sleep, it’s you.” He pointed at me. I smirked and shrugged.

“If you say so… Officer.” I grinned before reaching up to shut the lamp off. Kyle stayed sitting in the darkness. I could only imagine his face was beet red, and his knuckles were white as a ghost as he held his gun.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” Kyle’s voice came through the mild darkness. I shrugged, even though he couldn’t see me.

“Taking a nap, Officer, because it’s how I relax.”

{***}{***}{***}

It had to have been the middle of the night. I couldn’t be too sure. I just knew it was late at night, and Kyle’s whole entire body was clinging to mine as he talked.

“Someone’s gotta repopulate the world… Why… Why don’t you do it with me?” Kyle mumbled into my chest. I stiffened as his hands drifted all over my body. “You’re like the only feasible person to do it with.”

“Okay, first off, rude,” I muttered as I shoved his body off mine. It was impossible to keep him off me though, because the moment his body was away from mine, he knew, and instantly wrapped his arms back around me ten times harder than before. “Secondly, haven’t you heard of personal space,” I groaned as I laid perfectly still on my back. I finally just gave in and let him keep his arms around me. No use in fighting that.

“C’mon, Kitten,” he mused as he nuzzled his head into my chest more. I widened my eyes and looked down at him. “We’d make some pretty cute kids.”

I hate this so fucking much. And there was no way I was getting out of this. I just wish this was when I knew the weird sex dreams started...

{***}{***}{***}

I laid perfectly still on the bed. The lights were off, and Kyle was perfectly asleep. I was envious of his sleep. The last time I had a peaceful night of rest was ages ago. The nightmares I had were awful, keeping me awake till dawn. But also, Kyle also talked in his sleep and always clung to me like his life depended on it.

I’d be lying if I said Kyle and I hadn’t gotten close. Even though part of me still hated him, the other part of me knew that he was probably the last person I had to be friends with, other than his mother and Erica.

With a deep groan, I shoved Kyle awake, nearly pushing him to the floor.

“What the hell was that for!?” he shouted from his spot on the ground beside the bed.

“You know when you talk in your sleep…” I spoke aloud. I kept my eyes on him as he glared at me.

“No I don’t,”

“You sure about that, Officer. How else would I know you wanted to be a cop?” I scoffed as I stood up off the bed. Kyle watched as I walked around the bed and stood at the foot of it.

“You… You read through my personal belongings.” He shot back as he stood to his feet.

“Y-You have a diary,” I stifled my laughter as I looked at him. Kyle glared at me again. “No, I only know that because you talk in your sleep. And at first it didn’t bother me too much because it was cute shit like being a police officer, or having a family and kids, and cute shit… But now… For the last week, Kyle, you have been having sex dreams. And I wake up to you clinging to me…” I lifted an accusing finger as I spoke. Kyle looked at me, waiting for me to continue my rant. Which was rather surprising because he hardly lets people finish their thoughts or rants before he interprets them. “Do you know how weird that is?! Having sex dreams about someone who’s just sleeping next to you?” I stared at him for a moment, trying to understand if he was going to say anything. “Whatever, I’m going to help Judy.” I scoffed before turning to leave the room.

“With what? It’s midnight!” He gestured to the dark window. Yeah, that was true. Judy was probably asleep. I just needed to get out of the room and let my frustrations be out instead of held in.

“With something!” I shouted at him.

“Kitten, wait,” Kyle started before grabbing my wrist and pulling me to face him. I spun around on my toes and looked right at him. I couldn’t help but feel annoyance grow on my face as I stared.

“Why do you call me that!?” I shouted at him. Kyle stayed silent as he stared up at me. I could see a certain confusion grow on his face as he tried to connect the dots to my question. “Kitten! Why do you call me that?! You’ve called me that since I got here.”

“Well… I…” Kyle paused for a moment. I watched as his mouth opened and closed a few times, and his jaw clenching momentarily. I stared at him, as he sat in thought for a very long time.

“Whatever,” I scoffed as I turned to leave again.

“Because you’re attractive…” He finally spoke after an eternity of silence. He looked up at me with a stilled face. “Because I’d fuck you,” he stated truthfully. I blinked, taking a step back before I stared at him.

“That’s a bit of a raunchy way to say you want to sleep with me.” I folded my arms over my chest. Kyle smirked before shrugging. “I’ve been sleeping with you for the last month.”

“You-You know what I meant,” he muttered as he approached me again. I stopped right in front of me, our toes just barely touching. “Well, do you?”

“Do I what?”

“Want to have sex with me?”

“You… You want to have sex… During the end of the world. Bit cliche don’t you think?” I was still taken aback that he just asked that. I’m still stuck in the argument we had less than 10 minutes ago. And now he wants to have sex with me?

“Well I wouldn’t say that it’s the end of the world. But that’s essentially what I’m saying… Yeah, I wanna have sex with you, during the end of the world.” Kyle shrugged as he looked at me.

“If you say so… Officer,” I whispered with a shrug. Kyle looked at me, his jaw stealing at my words. “Someone’s gotta repopulate the world.” I smirked at him. I could tell my words did something to him. It was obvious that he did indeed want someone to repopulate with. And I was the winner of that contest. Not that I’m complaining.

“Don’t… Don’t call me that,” he warned as he cornered me between his body and the bed. I took a deep breath as I looked at him, feeling my heart rate pick up in my chest. He still made it possible for me to escape if I wanted to. But, at this point, who says I wanted to escape?

“Why? D-Does it do something to you, Officer?” I whispered as I lifted my hands to his shirt. A small smirk grew across his lips as I smoothed out the wrinkleiness of the fabric against his torso. I could feel the semi toneness of his chest through the light fabric.

“You tell me yourself, Kitten,” he muttered before pressing his hips into mine. My breath was instantly knocked from my lungs as his bulge pressed into my legs. “Tell me now… If you want to stop…” he half growled into my mouth. I quickly shook my head as he pressed his groin into me more.

“P-Please,” I whispered before I pulled my lips between my teeth.

“Please what, Kitten?”

“Don’t stop,” I whimpered into his mouth. He looked down at me, a pleased smirk growing on his lips before he quickly pressed his mouth along my face and then down my jaw. It was impossible to stay down on earth the moment he began leaving little bites across my neck. A soft whimper fell from my lips as he pushed me back down on the bed.

“We gotta be quiet… My parents are in the next room over. Don’t want them hearing us,” he whispered into my ear as he quickly threw a hand over my mouth. I took a deep breath before he pressed his thumb over my nose. “You think you can do that for me, Kitten?” He kept his voice low, almost a growl as he spoke. With his other hand, he carefully pushed past my pajamas and cupped my pussy.

I wanted to nod, but I knew the nod would mean nothing the second I whimpered again. Kyle smirked as he slowly moved his fingers over my clothed sex. I don’t think I’d be able to be quiet...

It just got harder to stay quiet the second he started stroking my clit over my panties. He knew exactly what he was doing. Driving me nuts, that’s what. He could’ve gone slower, and I would’ve hated him for it… Or loved him. At this point they were both interchangeable.

I bit down so hard on my lips I was sure they’d bleed as he moved my underwear to the side. My lungs slowly grew a blaze, feeling a certain tightness in my chest as he slowly moved a finger between my folds, slowly pressing it into my entrance. A dark smirk grew across his lips as he withdrew his hand.

“I didn’t know a kitten could get so wet,” Kyle mused as looked at his glistening fingers. He quickly glanced at me, his smirk growing daker by the second. Then he carefully stuck his fingers between his lips, sucking on them for a brief moment. A soft whimper came from me, causing him to laugh. “She tastes good, too,” he hummed.

Kyle carefully dragged his hand down my side, tracing over my waist and hips, before diving back into my pants and underwear. He knew exactly what he was doing, on purposely making me make noises. Because the second he started stroking over my clit, I couldn’t stop any sound that came from my mouth, even with his hand over it.

“This is already better than any dream I had, Kitten,” he murmured in my ear. I swallowed roughly and nodded. He smirked as he gently pushed a finger into me, quickly followed by a second. “If you’re quiet I’ll move my hand.”

I hummed as I closed my eyes, my head lolling to the side. Kyle dragged his hand from my mouth, sliding it down to my chest. My lips stayed between my teeth, forcing myself to be quiet as he started massaging my breasts.

“D-Don’t stop, whatever you do… Please k-keep going,” I struggled to say as his movements hastened. His thumb carefully brushed against my clit, causing me to push my head back into the bed beneath me.

“You like this, don’t you?” Kyle laughed lightly. I could feel my chest lifting away from the bed the heavier my breath grew. “How long has it been since you’ve been touched like this? Since you’ve been used?”

“Kyle, Kyle, please,” I bit down on my lower lip. I brought one of my hands to rest over my mouth, while the other held his arm.

“I’d call you a desperate, but I’m the one having sex dreams of you.”

The funny thing is… I was desperate. Even though he was the one having the sex dreams, I was the one having the thoughts when I was awake. And a lot of the thoughts were hoping this would happen. Guess we’re bothing having dreams coming true.

It was only a matter of moments before I was finishing over his hand. My eyes stayed closed as I tried catching up with time. And in the few moments I had, Kyle had climbed off the bed and quickly undressed, leaving me still in my pajamas. I didn’t feel rushed, but I hated that I was still wearing clothes.

Once I had my moment of recollection, I sat up, peeling my shirt off and kicking my pants to the floor. I was too busy undressing to even notice that Kyle was staring at me, watching my quickness and excitement. But when I finally did sit back and look at him, he was watching me with a smirk on his lips.

I tried not to let my eyes linger on his body for too long. When I noticed his hard length, I couldn’t help but stare. Then he laughed, forcing me to look up at his face and swallow roughly.

“No, please, keep staring,” he muttered with a smirk. I slowly blinked before shaking my head, silently lifting my hand to him. I could feel my sudden neediness radiating off my body, surely Kyle could sense it from where he was standing.

When he didn’t move, I slowly moved my legs apart, making it so there was space for him to kneel comfortably. He smirked again before crawling onto the bed, coming right up to my face.

“Tell me, Kitten, how badly do you want this,” he whispered against my lips. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before nodding. “Use your words. I trust you know how. You were pretty vocal a few moments ago.”

“I don’t think you understand, Officer, how bad I need you,” I murmured as I looked up at him. The corner of his lips twitched at the nickname I had so lovingly given him. “Only you can help me.”

“Damn right I am,” he muttered before roughly pressing his lips to mine. I threw my arms around his neck as he moved so his length was pressing against me. My breathing stuttered slightly before I began gasping for air as he very slowly entered me.

Once he was fully sheathed in me, Kyle knelt straight up. I stared at him, watching as he hooked his arms under my knees. With that, he managed to press deeper into me, inciting a moan from me.

“More,” I tried to whisper as I looked up at him. His eyes locked with mine for a moment before rolling his hips into mine. He fell into a steady rhythm, hitting the right spots at just the right times.

Any conversation between us ceased to exist, leaving us with struggling moans and gasps for breath. My hands ran over my body, trying to relieve myself of something.

Kyle dropped one of my legs, bringing his hand to between my legs. My head fell back before rolling to rest against my shoulder, feeling the eventual relief in my abdomen.

“You feel so good, Kitten,” Kyle mumbled before dropping my other leg and coming back down to my face. I huffed out a breath of air before lifting a hand to his head. “Better than anything I could ever imagine,” he added before pressing his lips to mine. I hummed, pushing my fingers through his hair.

“I’m gon-gonna cum,” I whined before biting my teeth into his shoulder. Kyle ran his hands up my back before pulling me close.

“Yeah?” he groaned into my ear. I nodded as my breathing grew ragged. “Me too,” he added as his movements grew faulty. He pressed his forehead to mine, his heavy breath fanning across my skin. My eyes stayed glued to his.

“Do it, please do it,” I whimpered. Kyle’s eyes grew darker the moment the heaviness of my words hit him. I don’t think I was supposed to notice his brief pause, but I did. “I’m serious.”

“You know what-”

“God, Kyle, I know. I know what it’ll mean,” I cut him off, lifting my back up into his body. He looked at me for a brief moment before capturing my lips in a gentle kiss. I threw my arms around his neck, holding him close to me.

“If that’s what you want,” he moaned, his movements turning sloppy. I knew I wasn’t about to last long. “Someone’s gotta have my kid.”

“Let it be me then,” I cried out. My legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him in place. “Please.” My whole body tensed around his as my head fell back as I tried to keep quiet. Kyle looked down at me before putting his hand over my mouth. Then a warmth- that I didn’t realize that I missed- grew in my stomach.

Kyle fell, laying against my body. With that, we fell into silence. The only sound was our heavy breathing and the sounds of crickets outside. The silence was nice though.

“My mother better not find out about this,” Kyle said after an eternity. I laughed and shook my head.

“Then you better hope I don’t end up pregnant, because she’ll find out eventually,” I sighed deeply as I brought my hands to hold the back of his head. His body stiffened before he lifted his head to look down at me.

“I’ll tell her in the morning.”

“Well you don’t have to do that,” I laughed. He stared at me for a moment. “You tell her she’ll probably break us apart. And, well, like I said earlier… Someone’s gotta repopulate the world.”

“No, yeah, you’re right. She’d probably kill me if she found out we’re having sex,” he stated before trying to move away from me. “Actually I think she’d kill me then pray I come back to life for that kid.”

“I’m not living through someone trying to eat me twice.”

“I can change that,” he teased with a smile. I stared at him once I realized what he meant.

“Tomorrow night please. I’m so tired.”

“If you say so,” Kyle laughed before slipping out of the bed.

Some months after the apocalypse ended

“You look mighty dashing in that uniform, Officer.” I looked at Kyle as I smoothed out the few wrinkles in his shirt. I tried my hardest to hold the young boy in my arms the moment he became fussy.

“Don’t start that now. I can’t be late,” Kyle warned as he looked back at me. I smiled and shrugged.

I looked up at Kyle with a soft smile on my lips. Although our son was young, he tried to blindly reach out for his father, but failed as he was just out of the child’s reach. “Be safe out there,” I whispered before pressing my lips to his.

“Of course I will.”

“Good, because your little man will be pissed if he finds out you’re not coming home.” I smiled before kissing him again. “But I think I’ll be even more pissed than your kid.”

“Please. I’ll come home in one piece, with no bites.”

“You better, Officer.” I smirked again.

“Well since you asked so nicely,” Kyle scoffed before rolling his eyes. I smiled and nodded.

“Good luck out there. Judy’s making dinner so be home in a timely manner.”

“Okay, for real, I gotta go. See you later, Little Man.” Kyle smiled as he rubbed the top of his son’s head. I smiled before puckering my lips. “And I’ll be home before you know it.” He quickly pecked my lips. “Love you.”

“Yeah, yeah, love you too. See ya later.” I swung our son over to my other hip, resting him gently on my hip. I turned around and slowly walked back up to our home.

“It’s not too soon for another one, is it?!” He shouted from the end of the driveway. I turned and looked at him as I made it to the front door.

“If anything, we can practice!”

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[courtney-deserved-better]

a masterpost of my td fics as of 10/20/22

posting this because ive reached 50 td fics on ao3. enjoy!

Advantages - 591 words, complete - some very sweet jasammy proposal fluff post-canon

All Is Fair - 1.8k words, complete - alenoah pulling high school shenanigans trying to matchmake for gwourtney while oblivious to their own feelings for each other

Ascent To Wondrous Heights - 1.4k words, complete - team e-scope + owen having fun at a college fair, with some evzy after eva’s deals with a fear of heights

Balancing Act - 1.4k words, complete - set during all-stars, in which courtney confesses a secret plan to gwen and gwourtney ensues, technically canon compliant? if you want it to be

Behind The Scenes In New York City - 2.6k words, complete - just the cast hanging out after the new york challenge, there’s alenoah and gwourtney but it focuses on friendship

Blame Game - 480 words, complete - a short character study about gwen through courtney’s eyes, set during the newfoundland episode 

Blue Lips - 530 words, complete - gwourtney fluff surrounding gwen’s makeup choices, funny and sweet

Coastal Confessions - 8.7k words, complete - set right after the tdwt finale minus the volcanic eruption where heather discovers secrets others have been hiding that bring the cast closer together, alenoah and platonic lesheather

Coffee - 1k words, complete - high school au with sneaky pre-relationship alenoah and student council election hijinks

Drawn to Her - 380 words, complete - pre-relationship oblivious gwourtney ft. gwen + leshawna friendship and courtney + bridgette friendship

Eventually - 578 words, complete - alenoah hurt/comfort, eva is mentioned, talking about recovery

Everything & Nothing - 450 words, complete - a short character study of sierra through alejandro’s eyes, set just before the drumheller episode 

Exchange Of Nines - 3.1k words, complete - an alternate ending to the london episode if trent had been brought back instead of duncan, minor gwourtney & alenoah

Fanning The Flames - 800 words, complete - post-canon girlfriends gwen and courtney run into total drama fan sammy, minor angst & happy ending

Fashionable - girlfriends anne maria and jo go shopping together and anne maria tries to figure out why jo is upset, college au 

Fiendish Fiancé - 805 words, complete - established relationship alenoah fluff with baker noah

For The Lesbians - 644 words, complete - rewrite of a tdpi moment in which dave respects lesbians and kisses shawn

Gal Pals - 1.2k words, complete - set during tdwt, five times heather watched gwen and courtney be gay and oblivious and one time she did something about it

Hook Me Gently With A Chainsaw - 4.5k words, complete - a rewrite of the tdi horror episode with a few different characters, gwourtney, evzy, and harold-tyler friendship

Hopeless - 1.2k words, complete - alejandro has a crush and courtney takes things into her own hands, alenoah and platonic alejandro-heather-courtney

I Rather Like Having Friends - 2k words, complete - high school au, courtney has a bunch of roti cast friends over to make cookies and play just dance

In Her Corner - 1.3k, complete - takes place during tda sports episode, heather calls beth out for turning everyone against leshawna

Last Night Courtney - 10.1k words, complete - total drama psych au with lots of shenanigans while solving a murder, alenoah, gwourtney, and platonic alecourtney, plus team escope

Letters & Prison - 1.5k words, complete - set five years after tdas where courtney sends duncan a letter about her life, gwourtney is mentioned but the focus is on duncan and courtney

Lost to Vengeance - 690 words, complete - macarthur and sanders go for an early morning run and talk about revenge

Music Man - 380 words, complete - behind the scenes of the first tdwt aftermath, trent talks to beth and justin about how he’s upset he’s not a part of the musical season

Naturally Nice - 1k words, complete - alenoah fluff where noah finds out about alejandro’s spanish accent

No Worries - 487 words, complete - alejandro gets himself into a scrape and noah isn’t happy about it, mostly alenoah fluff

Not The One - 410 words, complete - gwen and duncan talk instead of kissing in the confessional, the love triangle but its all one-sided

Not The Worst Movie Night - 3.6k words, complete - post-canon total drama reunion with pre-relationship alenoah and platonic nowen & nemma

Odd Occasions - 630 words, complete - set during tdwt in which alejandro finds out noah is a sleep cuddler, alenoah fluff

Oh Deer - 740 words, complete - gwen and trent chat during the paintball deer episode, canon compliant

Operation Nemma - 21.3k words, 28/28 chapters - texting fic set during the ridonculous race, alenoah with platonic nemma and nowen, mostly silly fluff

Parting Gift - 1.5k words, complete - set right before noah’s tdwt elimination, alejandro confronts him and they air out their feelings, alenoah

Pepper Spray - 590 words, complete - some team escope + owen high school shenanigans with established relationship alenoah

Reinventing The Wheel - 874 words, complete - a silly conversation between team escope + owen

Right As Rain - 250 words, complete - girlfriends gwen and courtney spend a domestic rainy day together

Roommate Revelations - 500 words, complete - gwen realizes she’s in love with her roommate courtney 

Starlight Dreams - 3.7k words, complete - an ellammy cinderella/fairytale au, very romantic/sappy 

Tentative - 664 words, complete - set during in which duncan and gwen reunite somewhat differently, platonic gwuncan

Theft of Property - 750 words, complete - gwen helps a loopy courtney post-wisdom tooth removal, silly gwourtney fluff

Tickled Pink - 700 words, complete - high school au featuring a betherra promposal and supportive friend lindsay

Tolerable - 2.5k words, complete - total drama dirtbags au with noah working as chris’ assistant and alejandro (a contestant) wanting a friend, pre-relationship alenoah

Too Many Cooks Spoil The Spaghetti - 11.4k words, 2/2 chapters - a rewrite of tdi’s “if you can’t take the heat” episode featuring gwourtney, djuncan, gwen-tyler friendship, and a twist on the leshawna-heather rivalry

Undeniable Truths - 2.6k words, complete - post-canon college au in which bridgette and courtney reunite with one another, friends to lovers bridgney

Unfairway - 260 words, complete - alenoah gwourtney double date fluff and humor

Viability - 1.2k words, complete - set during tdwt in which alejandro makes a mistake and flirts with noah to get out of it

Why Are You Asking Me? - 3.5k words - college au where noah reluctantly helps nine couples get together, alenoah, justowen, evzy, trody, jomaria, gwourtney, djuncan, kadie, jasammy/jashawn, and lesheather

and what i’m most know for:

Slippery Slopes - 108k words, 13/14 chapters - a rewrite of tdwt in which heather gets eliminated instead of noah, who becomes alejandro’s new rival, alenoah and platonic nowen, noerra, and alecourtney

Hawaiian Style - 16.8k words, 9/9 chapters - the hawaiian style episode of slippery slopes, to be read after chapter 11

[navybrat817]

Navy, I just finished "What Goes Around" and...

I love your writing. You are one of the few writers I have notifications on so I won't miss anything.

And I explicitly read the whole thing, so I can form an opinion on it. And you said in tags that everyone is a mess.

But... Maybe you should've tagged it as soft!dark too?

It might be just me here and I swear I don't want to come off as rude because I really am a fan of your works.

But right away I was focused on how I would've smashed Beth's face against a wall so she wouldn't be able to get married soon or my dad wouldn't want her anymore. And the meek "sorry" after slapping her set me off again because she deserved so. Much. Worse.

And Bucky? The way he handled it was creepy af. To me reading this, he basically pressured a emotionally confused reader, who really was a mess, into sex. And instead of apologizing afterwards for it, he doubled down on it. I would've told him at the bar the he should rather be worried about his daughter dear because I would be coming for her life.

Maybe this was what you wanted to create with this(the emotional reaction from everyone who reads this) and you did a fantastic job (as always)!!

I just wanted to let you know why I felt it might need to be tagged as soft!dark too.

Again, I don't want to come across as hateful or anything, because you're a great writer and deserve all the praise you're getting. Please don't be mad at this anon! 💞💞

I appreciate that you took the time to read my fic, nonnie. A bit more insight on my end as the writer of this story.

The reader is in an emotional place, understandably. Your world was rocked on what should have been a nice night for you. The "sorry" was specifically to Bucky because you hit his daughter. Many would have wanted to punch or beat the shit out of Beth, but this isn't that kind of reader. That's why you're surprised when Bucky tells you she deserved the slap.

Does Bucky come across as creepy because of the age gap or because of the assertiveness? If he seems selfish in the moment, it's because almost five years of wanting you has boiled over. You wanted him, too, all that time. You initiated the kiss. You said "we can't" because you didn't want to cross that line, but had you said "no" or pushed him away at any point, he would have stopped. I can assure you that.

I do my best to tag my fics accordingly and I may add something in the A/N section. Bucky isn't a bad man and he isn't perfect either. At the end of the day, you do want him.

I'm not mad at your ask or interpretation. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

[hournites]

No Limits, No Fear

Stargirl 3x05 Hournite reaction fic 

~.~ 

Rick’s night went hazy after the power of the hourglass ran through his system. From the second he felt its properties course through his veins he knew it was going to work. Rick felt bigger, taller, stronger—And after two minutes, twenty minutes, sixty minutes—Four hours—The adrenaline still rushed in his ears, metal still bent underneath his fingertips, he felt better than he had his whole life. 

He didn’t sleep, he didn’t go home. Rick spent most of the night with an abundant restlessness that he channelled in patrolling through the streets of Blue Valley. He visited Zeek’s junkyard and wasted an hour throwing half-beat-down cars around the lot. He visited the crime scene, ripping apart the carpet in the trailer to find any more clues for Beth. 

He almost called Beth—But it was nearly 5 AM at that point when he remembered that he’d want to tell her, and by that point, he figured it would be better to see her reaction in person. She’d be happy for him, and maybe a little cautious about the no-limit hourglass, but he didn’t have to tell her those details. Besides, this wearing-it-all-night thing was a one-off situation. There were more perks than cons to having a limitless hourglass when shit hit the fan—And with creeps like Mahkent’s family nearby, it was better to be prepared. 

When Beth climbed into the passenger seat of the Mustang parked in front of her house at 7 AM, an easy smile spread slowly across Rick’s face. The non-stop thudding of his heart slowed for what felt like the first time since he flipped the relic over, a calmness washing over him only Beth could seem to pull out from him so effortlessly.

“Good morning.” He waved out the window at her parents huddled together with long faces on her patio. They droopily waved back. The hourglass was still running, hidden underneath his zip-up jacket.

“Hi.” Beth closed the door gently, gripping her school bag to her chest instead of dumping it in the backseat. 

They took off down the road. Rick shot her another look. That blue dress looked amazing on her and Rick always thought she was beautiful but he’d never quite managed to say it outright. Those thoughts he had for her were often debilitating enough to leave him speechless. Partly because they always took Rick by such surprise that he didn’t know how to proceed until he registered what it was. By then the moment for saying something had always passed and it would’ve been awkward. 

“I really like that dress.” His tongue was light as he unleashed a compliment without stumbling or fumbling through it. “You look pretty.” And once he said it, he only wanted to say more. 

Beth’s eyes slid over to his, wider than usual. “I do?”

“Beth, you always look great.”

“Thank you.” Beth’s gaze remained focused on her lap. 

“Anytime.” He glanced at her sideways with a frown. Usually, by now she’d be fielding and dodging questions from her ringing goggles, but she had yet even to take them out of her bag. 

“No last-minute Dr. Mid-Nite Appreciation Club call?” 

“No,” she said tersely. Her grip tensed on the bag. 

Rick turned a corner an edge too fast. Beth braced herself, hand digging into the side. “Rick, slow down.” 

“Sorry.” At a light, he looked at her again. “Hey, I’ve got good news. Sylvester gave me some advice yesterday about how to–” He paused at the crumpled expression on her face and jerkily pulled the car over to park on the road in front of their old middle school. “Beth?” 

She gasped through a stifled sob, palming at her eyes underneath her glasses. Her gaze resolutely gazed out the window, avoiding Rick’s concern. “We’re going to be late for school.” 

“Your feelings are more important than getting to school on time. Beth, what’s wrong?” Beth’s rare tears have always managed to tug at Rick’s heartstrings. When she was in pain, it reverberated everywhere and her sadness affected everyone. 

“I told my parents to get out of my life.” 

“What?” His brows creased, perplexed. “What do you mean, get out of your life?”

“My JSA life.” She wiped at her eyes again. “I told my parents not to call me. Or talk to me about me being Dr. Mid-Nite. I told them to stop bothering me. To stop shadowing me, to stop researching facts or clues. I told them to stop as Mr. Pemberton told me to.” 

“Because Sylvester told you to?” 

She nodded, distraught. 

“How did they take that?” 

“They were crushed.” 

“Oh,” he breathed. “I’m sure it stings but they’ll–” 

“Rick, I was so cruel!” Rick watched Beth cry with a quiet sort of miserableness. He reached out to touch her arm, but she’d already begun shuffling forward, and then her face was planted against his jacket and her shoulders shook as she sobbed. “It felt so awful! I’ve never disappointed them, I’ve never--They were so upset and I just went on and on about all the ways I did not want them to have anything to do with the investigation and it was like I broke our family apart. I told them they could die and the look on their faces...I did that to them.” 

“You were just doing what you had to do to protect them.” Rick wrapped his arms around her, hyper-aware that he couldn’t squeeze tightly. He couldn’t squeeze at all. But Beth didn’t seem to notice the big poking hourglass underneath his jacket, taking any comfort she could find. 

“They won’t even look at me.” 

“They’ll get over it,” Rick promised. “Because they love you. And they will respect you. They called when you were at lunch, between classes, during JSA meetings and before school. You knew you had to put your foot down somewhere.” 

“I want to take it all back. I’m not good at being assertive. ” 

“That’s not true.” Rick said, “You put me in my place all the time.” 

“It’s different,” Beth said. “They’re my family.” 

Something twisted in Rick’s gut. He knew what Beth meant. Obviously, her parents were closer to her than he’d ever been or will be. But in Rick’s mind, Beth and the JSA were more or less his entire family bubble too. Beth was his closest person. Who he felt safe with, who he could talk to and would do anything to protect, just the same way she’d felt the same with her parents. And it was because Rick loved her, and maybe a mix of the confidence still ebbing through him and the words Sylvester said that clenched a fist around his heart to see her so upset. That made him reach down and wipe the tears from underneath those sweet brown eyes. 

“Yeah, and it’s their job to keep you safe. To protect you too. So if they have a problem, they can talk to me.”

“You want to talk to my mom and dad?” 

Rick found himself nodding without giving it a second thought it probably needed. Just a day ago he was pretty certain he’d never have the gall to agree to tell Beth’s parents to back off. He liked them. But now…The thought of turning the car around to do just that was tempting. 

“You’re just as strong as me, you know.” He tilted her chin up to look at him. Her breath stilled, eyes searching his. “I mean it.” 

He smiled at her and Beth slowly blinked through the heartbreak, mustering a weak one back. 

“We have to get to school.” Beth pulled away, receding back to her chair. They drove another block before she glanced at him again. “You seem different today.” 

Rick flexed his fingers against the wheel. “Different how?”

“I don’t know…” She wouldn’t stop sneaking looks and Rick’s neck grew warm from her direct observation. “You seem happy.” 

“Uh. Yeah.” Rick glanced down at his shirt. “I fixed the hourglass last night.” 

“You did? How?” 

“Sylvester explained how the hourglass has a limiter.” Rick kept it at that as he reached the student parking lot for Blue Valley High. 

“I’m glad you figured it out,” she said. 

He told himself it wasn’t the right time to tell her more yet. The way a real, genuinely happy smile pushed through–Rick didn’t want to take that away.

They walked into school together, Rick brushing his hand against hers all the way to their lockers. Beth lapsed into another silence, her mind far away. With another rush of boldness, he took her hand and rubbed his thumb over her knuckles as softly as he could. 

“You could never be cruel, Beth.” Beth looked down at their hands, biting her lip. “You weren’t even there.” 

Courtney and Cameron turned the corner, flirting obnoxiously and Rick bristled. He let Beth’s hand go before either could notice them. “I didn’t have to be.”